It refocuses us. It gives a dose of reality. It is sometimes a slap in the face. Hopefully, mostly, though, it is a reason to celebrate. I got back on the scale for the first time in 2 weeks. And I'm up a couple pounds. DUH. I mean, birthday, birthday, birthday celebrations. And beer, wine, sangria, margaritas (oh those margaritas!). Cake for this; cake for that. Dinner out. Party here. Party there. That's pretty much been the last two weeks. And I am scraping the bottom of my shake bins thinking... well I don't want to use it up before the new stuff arrives so I'll just eat blah, blah, blah. USE IT UP! The new stuff will be here before that happens... I promise.
So getting on the scale IS GOOD. I am refocused. There is really plenty of protein powder left and I am using it. I am back to vitamin in the morning. Calcium chew after dinner (mmmm! it's dessert!). Tea sometimes, coffee sometimes, the fizzy tabs are gone. Drinking, drinking, drinking my water - which HAS been my ONE constant. And next week... a reason to celebrate, I am sure (if I can maintain through another weekend of dinner out, dinner out, swim meet, celebrate mom, etc).
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